Chapter 016 Old Man, Xin Mi (Seeking Recommendations and Bookmarks!)

  "Uh... uh!" Dongfang Bing'er wanted to speak, but at this moment Xu Xuan pressed a vital point on her, and suddenly she couldn't even move her mouth, thus failing in her attempt to bite off her tongue.

  "TMD! It's been so long and I still haven't found a good place to rest!"

  Xu Xuan cursed again and lifted Dongfang Bing'er onto his shoulder, supporting himself against the night sky, disappearing into the darkness.

  On the other side, at this moment in a cave on the mountain waist, an old man in yellow clothes put Yi Tianxing on the ground and shook his head slightly.

  "Little friend, you must be the successor of Yiyun Tian from Zhuxian Mountain Villa?" The old man in yellow robe sat cross-legged and said to Yi Tianxing who was severely injured.

  "Thanks for your help earlier, Senior. I am Yi Yun Tian, the descendant of Yi Tian Long." Yi Tian Xing struggled to get up and cupped his hands in respect.

  The old man in yellow robes nodded slightly upon hearing this, then smiled and said: "You really are quite bold, actually daring to use the Controlling Sword Great Technique when your cultivation isn't sufficient. Don't you fear backlash, or going mad from the energy entering your mind?"

  As soon as this was said, Yi Tianxing's face turned bitter. In fact, Yi Tianxing himself also knew that this impulsive method would be harmful to his own cultivation, but there was no way around it. Who let the previous battle situation be so thorny? If Yi Tianxing didn't use the Sword Controlling Technique, not only would he be unable to instantly kill the brocade-robed man, but he would also be attacked by him and the giant python, and would die on the spot.

  "Senior, did you know my ancestor? My ancestor disappeared in my Smelting Sword Mountain Villa a year ago and has not returned yet." Yi Tianxing seemed to think of something and suddenly asked.

  "This old man has indeed seen Yi Yun Tian." The yellow-robed elder smiled slightly, but his words shocked Yi Tian Xing greatly.

  In Yitian's mind, this old senior's skill was simply incredible, and at this moment, he had actually seen Yiyun Tian before. This way, wasn't there hope to meet him again?

  "Senior, where is my ancestor now?" Yi Tianxing asked anxiously.

  The old man in yellow heard this and his eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, then he stood up and began to pace back and forth.

  After a short while, the old man in yellow finally spoke up: "Yi Yun Tian is currently in an extremely dangerous place. If you want to see him, first reach the Xiantian realm and then we'll talk!"

  "What...what?" Yi Tianxing looked at the old man in yellow shirt in disbelief.

  The old man in yellow robe's words made Yi Tianxing's heart tremble greatly, because this person actually knew where his ancestor was. On the other hand, this person also mentioned the Pre-Heaven at this time.

  Congenital boundary, the entire Jianghu is simply a phoenix hair and horn existence, even if he is the ancestor of Yitian Xing's sword casting mountain villa, only his great-grandfather has reached this level. The cultivation of martial artists, the absolute top existence is the nine-vein warrior, except for Yi Yun Tian, Yi Tian Xing has never heard of any other predecessor in the martial arts world who has reached such a height, except for some hidden high-ranking people. Even the current Wulin Alliance leader Feng Lao is only at the peak of the nine veins.

  "What's wrong? Didn't Yiyun Tian pass on to you the insights of setting foot in the prenatal realm?" The old man in yellow robes smiled slightly, turning his head to look at Yitian Xing.

  "In the lower realm, cultivating seven meridians is not something that can be achieved overnight, even if one were to cultivate nine meridians. As for enlightenment, I've never heard my ancestors mention it." Yi Tianxing shook his head and said.

  As soon as the old man in yellow shirt heard Yi Tianxing's words, he waved his big hand and four swords of different colors appeared on the ground. These four swords were exactly the ones that Yi Tianxing had used to kill the brocade-robed man earlier.

  This sudden move made Yitian stunned for a moment, because there was no object on the body of this senior that could hold four swords. In this way, didn't these few swords appear out of thin air?

  "Alright, I've seen your diligent cultivation. At such a young age, you've already reached the Seventh Pulse. Tonight, I'll help you break through the Yang Central Pulse and open the gates of the Eighth Pulse!" As soon as the old man in yellow finished speaking, his figure flashed by.

  Whoosh!

  In a flash, the old man in yellow appeared behind Yi Tianxing.

  "Senior, this—"

  Yi Tianxing never thought that this yellow-shirted old man would not only save himself but also help him break through, and his heart was deeply moved.

  "Use your ancestral Clear Wind Technique! You're currently injured, if you leave any hidden ailments behind, even I won't be able to help you!" The old man in yellow robes reminded him as he pressed his palms against Yi Tian Xing's back.

  Yi Tianxing heard this and immediately sat down with his legs crossed, his hands continuously forming hand seals.

  As Yitian Xing performed his technique, the old man in yellow finally released a strange yellow glow from his palms, and threads of true energy slowly entered Yitian Xing's body through his palms.

  Actually, Yitian Xing had lied when facing the old man in yellow robe before, and this has to be traced back to a year ago.

  ***

  One year ago.

  A certain valley at the back of Tianyun Castle.

  Zhu Jian Mountain Villa is isolated from the world, and few people know of its existence. Zhu Jian Mountain Villa lies in this mysterious valley.

  In a grand underground hall, there was an old man with a ruddy complexion at this moment. He wore white clothes fluttering in the wind, with his hands behind his back, standing on the steps at the end of the hall.

  The old man in white was the master of Zhu Jian Mountain Villa, Yi Yun Tian. Today, this person seemed to have some worries, making it difficult for people to guess.

  With the sound of footsteps, Yi Yun Tian finally revealed a long-awaited smile.

  "Tian Xing, you're here!" Yi Yun Tian turned around to look at Yi Tian Xing who had just stepped into the grand hall.

  Yitian Xing looked at his ancestor with a respectful expression and bowed slightly: "Ancestor, you're looking for me?"

  "Alright, follow me."

  Yi Yuntian nodded slightly and immediately flashed his body shape, heading towards the spiral staircase leading down to the platform at the far end of the grand hall.

  With a hint of confusion on his face, Yi Tian Xing finally followed closely behind as he disappeared into the distance.

  Dada Dada Dada

  Under the sound of footsteps, Yi Tian Xing looked around in all directions, this grand hall platform's stairs were actually the forbidden area passed down through generations of the Jian Sword Villa, but today Yi Yun Tian had brought his only grandson to this place.

  The stairs extend downwards in a sequence, with bright lights all around. On both sides of the stairs are rows of oil lamps.

  It was just a moment's pause, and Yi Yun Tian finally stopped after walking down the last step.

  "Tian Xing, you're not young anymore, it's time to come to Jian Zhuo Ge." Turning his back on Tian Xing, Yi Yun pushed open the ancient iron gate with a single palm.

  Ouch!

  With a loud noise, a colorful light burst out from inside the iron gate.

  Whoosh!

  "Not good!" Yi Tianxing's body leaped backward in shock, his face pale with fright.

  Bang! Bang! Bang---

  Continuous sword energy shot out from inside the gate, and several layers of steps close to the ground were also cut into pieces.

  At this moment, Yi Yun Tian made a big empty press with his hand, and the four lights dimmed again.

  "No need to panic, the treasured swords in my Sword Pavilion were all left behind by our predecessors. Although they still have a hint of sword energy, their attacking power is almost depleted!" Yi Yun Tian calmly spoke, and then walked several steps into the gate.

  Yi Tianxing nodded slightly upon hearing this and then jumped down, following after him.

  As soon as Yi Tianxing stepped into the Sword Refining Pavilion, everything in front of him suddenly made Yi Tianxing feel like he was seeing something unimaginable.

  In this vast and empty hall, dozens of swords of different colors are flying back and forth in the air at this moment. At the same time, dozens of rusty swords are inserted disorderly beside a stone monument in the center of the hall.

  "What is this?" When Yi Tianxing saw that these stone tablets were actually tombstones, he was finally shocked.

  Yi Yun Tian slowly turned around, his face showing a serious look as he gazed at Yi Tian Xing.

  "I, Jian Shan Manor, have stood in the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and my ancestors have all made a name for themselves with their swordsmanship. Tian Xing, this is your first time here, so let's pay our respects to our ancestors first!" Yi Yun Tian said calmly.

  As soon as he spoke, Yi Tianxing immediately knelt down on both knees, facing the tombstones and kowtowed ten times in a row.

  "Ancestor, isn't this a forbidden area of the Sword Casting Mountain Manor? Why have you suddenly brought me here today?" Yi Tianxing asked after finishing his worship and standing up.

  The second shot, the third shot 30 seconds later!